Literature, Nature, Peace, Poetry, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

~ In Response to Brenda’s Wordle 130 ~ ‘Not the Vulpecula’

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Born on the edge,in dark chaos

unknown apparent world

as he sat regretful with loss;

what  fury thunder rages

sharp lightning so engages

why did he not heed the sages?

eternity encircles  circular

what binds the jewels bar

is he awake or asleep, so far?

know not if desert or peninsular

will emerge with Truthful Light

who will mend the deep scar

of  guilt at being beguiled

in sleepy drunken state

for forbidden sin exiled-

expecting merciful forgiveness

hopeful he sat still shuffling

Ah ‘The Trump’should he confess?

A voice a Prophets call’

Repent, bear the tragic fall

perpetually observed you are

this is a trial a chance to prove

your faith  strong ‘n spectacular

‘Follow the Lamb not the Vulpecula’

Words to use : drunkard expected trumps thunder edge world sleepy born circles prophet binds mends

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Literature, Nature, Peace, SPIRITUALISM, Think About This

~ The Story Basket ~

‘This bag of wool must be sorted,either used or shall I give them away’ these thoughts troubled her every time she opened the cupboard and set eyes on the entangled various sized colorful clusters rolled up in different shapes

‘These are left overs’ this green reminds me of my friend the one I met in the examination hall.She was knitting and that attracted my attention’Oh she loves knitting too’

the dark green is from the pullover I made for my son when he was six years old…and then came the grandchildren….so soon..

How time passes…we knit and knit and one day children too are grownup…no more babies…then the babies too grow up

..why have I saved these colored balls for so many years?

don’t you see?

they teach you values’

values?

yes, the value of life…the colors the warmth, the love and the relationships

The memories of childhood are all woven into these fiber strands.

Each color has its own value like each child….

and like these leftovers all preserved we have the good things the good memories the good deeds that will always bring color to the lives of the families.

Each strand knitted into a garment brings joy love and tenderness.It strengthens the bonds of love and sharing and so much more…

last of all there is the satisfaction of making something for a loved one, the joy of creativity and the blending of color and design…

and so I love this basket…which tells me so many stories…

and the blessings of the Lord …as I keep adding color to the basket.

What joyful stories knitted into the basket…

No wolf can take them away……………….